Ashes

What is WonHundred Word Wednesdays? It’s when a group of amazing authors and I write 100 word stories all based on the same short prompt and post them. All the variations are fun to read. Here is my entry for the week.

The fire was getting closer. Aine stood waiting, arms outstretched, eyes closed, smiling. Somewhere behind her, she heard the voices calling for her to run. Warning that she’d burn. They mattered not. Stillness won her flight.

Finally, Evanora had erred cursing this valley while Aine was nearby. The bane fire would burn all in its wrath. Nothing could withstand, not even the hex binding Aine to man and land.

Flames licked her skin painlessly, eliciting euphoria as she felt the years of imprisonment melt away. Skin and weight replaced by feathers and flames. From the ashes Aine soared again. Reborn.